Ten Minutes to Count to Ten

This meme comes by way of Ericka Lutz. It’s called “The Power of Ten” and I tag you.

Ten Years AgoWe were living in a rented casita in Corralejo, a dusty village located in the countryside outside of San Miguel. Our little house had a cactus fence around it and brick boveda domed ceilings. Annalena was three and attending a Mexican Montessori preschool. My father had just recently passed away. I spent a lot of time staring at the mountains and listening to Junior Walker.

Ten Months AgoLast August I was in the homestretch of the BTF season. I enjoyed seeing Shaw’s Mrs. Warren’s Profession.

Ten Days AgoI was wrangling actor bios for the program.

Ten Hours AgoI was finishing up a magazine assignment about Canyon Ranch. I did not write about stumbling upon Cameron Diaz in the locker room.

Ten Minutes AgoI was writing my mother an e-mail about yesterday’s lovely lunch with a new friend at Blue Ribbon Sushi

Ten Minutes from NowI will eat some low-fat dulce de leche Häagen-Dazs.

Ten Hours from NowI’ll be at the office.

Ten Days from NowI will be researching an article about breathing rituals. I will also likely be stressed out of my mind at work.

Ten Months from NowI hope I’ll be writing a new book.

Ten Years from NowI do have long-term wishes, but feel too superstitious to share them here.

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Have you eaten there? Oh my goodness. Note the sculptural fishtail in the background. It’s horse mackerel presented two ways. First, the fish is filleted into slices of sashimi, then the waiter whisks the plate away, and returns with the the head, tail, and backbone flash fried into salty, crunchy morsels. We didn’t eat the head, with its fried beady eyes and lips.